JACKBOYS - JACKBOYS Album Lyrics

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HIGHEST IN THE ROOM (REMIX)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got room
In my fumes (yeah)
She fill my mind up with ideas
I'm the highest in the room (it's lit)
Hope I make it outta here (let's go)

She saw my eyes, she know I'm gone (ah)
I see some things that you might fear
I'm doin' a show, I'll be back soon (soon)
That ain't what she wanna hear (nah)
Now I got her in my room (ah)
Legs wrapped around my beard (uh)
Got the fastest car, it zoom (zoom)
Hope we make it outta here
When I'm with you, I feel alive
You say you love me, don't you lie (yeah)
Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die
Keep the pistol on my side (yeah)

Case it's fumes
She fill my mind up with ideas (straight up)
I'm the highest in the room (it's lit)
Hope I make it outta here (let's go)

Su black Ferrari le doy gas
Caballos suenan con delay
Si quieres duro el quiere má'
Aquí siempre hay un beso de ley, uy
Si ahora de fiera no me fuera a conocer
Chaqueta al hombro y la cadena hasta el pie
Si ahora de fiera no me fuera a conocer
Lolli-lollipop viene cash
Ay, shine ya la' joya'
Balas que duelen por detrás
Broom broom, yo también acicalá ('cicalá)
Ojalá que me cojas confesá'

(Ah, this my life, I did not choose)
Uh, been on this since we was kids
(Ayy, gon' stay on top and break the rules)
Uh, I fill my mind up with ideas
Case it's fumes
She fill my mind up with ideas (straight up)
I'm the highest in the room (I'm the highest, it's lit)
Hope I make it outta here

Baby, I just left from Vegas
Did 'em dirty on the table
Went and bought a new Bentayga
I paid cash, don't see no paper
Buy a park and tint it later
All my car's inside tomato
From Atlanta, not Decatur
I'm the one they say, "Don't play with"
Make them boys get on your table
High-five LeBron, floor seat the Lakers
Get more paper, get more haters
Standin' still, my diamonds skatin'
F*cked her once, she think we datin'
I can spend it, I've been savin'
I'ma spin ya, try to play me
I've been trappin' up them millions, used to trap it off a Razer
Back when I was sellin' two-for-five plays, call it my raise
Niggas never had to give it to me, I want it and I'ma take it
Guaranteed to tell a hoe goodbye if she ain't tryna get naked

I'm like hm-hm
Gotta get up out my room
That's some more bad vibes comin' through
Hm, she gon' bust a move
Make it do

I'm the highest, bitch I got the Midas touch
With the vibest, my bitch the vibiest
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JACKBOYS

[Instrumental]

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GANG GANG

What the f*ck is we doin'
Yeah
Yeah
ha, yeah, yeah

Gang, back in the stu' (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
Uh, yeah, gang back in the stu' (gang)
Young nigga win, win, win, win (bitch), how can I lose? (Ha, bitch)
Uh, how can I lose? (Ha, bitch), uh, how can I lose? (Yeah)
I ain't with the gang, gang, gang, gang (bitch), finna gon' shoot (squa)
Me and Trav' in the coupe (scoo'), paparazzi research the route (yeah, uh)
Uh, yeah, see your bitch gettin' loose, huh
I'm in LA with the views, huh (yeah), I'm in LA with your boo (yeah)

(It's lit)
We on the quest with the tribe (I bought it)
It's way too late, pick a side (go, yeah)
Jack make them boys come alive (then what?)
Better not f*ck up the vibe (it's Travis)
Runnin' this shit with a stride
You know my gang with the flies

I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, boys hoppin' out of coupes (gang)
I'm switching' lanes tryna maintain, duckin' boys in the blue (zoom)
I see you holdin' all of my chains, I need 'em all on the loose (ching, ching)
When I'm ridin' off I'm outside, best believe I got the scoop, scoop
I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice (yeah), see the stain like the flu (yeah)
Whole spot goin' up, Jack Boys on the loose (yeah, yeah, bitch)

In the H, rippin' Screw (Screw)
Flamin' Harlem with the goons (it's lit, yeah)
We was wilin', skippin' school (wilin')
Now we can go make the (ching, ching)
Now we can go make the millions
Tryna down my crew (I'm tilt)
Cactus Jack on my shoe, it is
I came from the mud straight to the top (yeah)
Shooters outside double parked
I'm from New York, she like how I talk
She need a ass, it's bought
Kid in my chambers, we went wild
Sure, that bitch, crazy, gave more mouth
Sorry young Jacques, nose goin' down
Smokin' that Jack, get it by the pound (straight up)
Don't need the pussy, I'm in and I'm out (I'm out)
Sittin' here smokin' that loud
Hit my hoes when I'm in town (yeah)
They know who got the scouts (zoom)

I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, boys hoppin' out of coupes (gang)
I'm switching' lanes tryna maintain, duckin' boys in the blue (bitch)
I see you holdin' all of my chains (yeah), I need 'em all on the loose (ching, ching)
When I'm ridin' off I'm outside, best believe I got the scoop
I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice, see the stain like the flu
Whole spot goin' up, Jack Boys on the loose (yeah)

Look
I'm from the North where they robbin' and killin' (woo, woo)
Young nigga rich but I'm still from the trenches (woo)
Luxury Tax, my water by G
P-I-R-U, bitch, I bang what I bleed (ooh)
I'm passin' up pills, I'ma geek at the 'Ville (yeah)
One shot to the head and make sure it don't miss (ooh)
I f*ck on the bitch I been stalkin' on 5th (yeah)
Start pourin' it back, they say it don't exist, at all
Fifth got some rounds (at the crib)
Like, "I wanna f*ck right now"
Keep hunnids on hunnids for real
Bitch, I'm goin' up right now
Bitch, roll up some weed, you know gang in the stu'
Bottles on bottles, 1942
Models on models, this shit nothin' new
You might catch some shots takin' shots at the crew
I like my hoes by the two
Blew eight hundred K on a coupe (uh-huh, racks)
We f*cked, there wasn't none else to do (ooh)
You play with La Flame, I'ma shoot (racks)
This a hundred round drum, I got mob ties
This a double M truck, ain't no broke vibes
Now we only take jets for the hard times
Know I call up them killers, they gon' slide
Bitch, I'm with the gang

I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang, boys hoppin' out of coupes (gang)
I'm switching' lanes tryna maintain, duckin' boys in the blue (bitch)
I see you holdin' all of my chains, I need 'em all on the loose (ching, ching)
When I'm ridin' off I'm outside, best believe I got the scoop (outside)
I could make a hundred right now, give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice (ooh), see the stain like the flu, ooh
Whole spot goin' up (up), Jack Boys on the loose (yeah)

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HAD ENOUGH

I know
I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me
But stay a while
I know you had enough of me

Get on down if you bad enough (bad enough)
You and all your friends hopped out that Bentley truck (yeah)
You doing your thing, baby live it up (live it up)
You showin' out and you don't give a f*ck (yeah)
It's a rodeo, gonna touch your toes (touch your toes)
I might hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes (goes)
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes (dominoes)
She get money off that pussy and she climb the pole (yeah)
You got two choices, either heaven or hell (you got two choices)
Meanwhile put that dope on the scale (brick or a bale)
Meanwhile, bitch, I'm watching for twelve (uh, huh)
Prayin' to my God, I ain't goin' to jail

I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me
But stay a while
I know you had enough of me

Hey
Know you had enough (what?)
Livin' like what the f*ck (who?)
You can't trust, you think I'm in love with lust
She look possessed, go and get it off your chest (hey)
She asked to read my texts (texts)
Lookin' in her eyes, she stressed (she stressed)
Shawty get wet like baguettes (baguettes)
Take off your gown and your dress (take it off)
She got C-cup, D-cup breast (D-cup)
She a bird and she live in a nest (brrr)
I'ma swerve and get off of the X (swerve)
The rock on her finger dyslexic (stupid)
Get the money, I gotta protect it (protect it)
On my hand, but I never regret shit
All these bitches lying, wanna sex me (sex)
Eat it up tryna catch me (eat it up)
They want the dressing and the recipe (recipe)
I want the buns like the sesame (sesame)

And I can really tell that she love me (yup)
Overload on Chanel and make her weep (make her weep)
Know you had enough of the side piece (side)
Know you had enough, we drink vikings (purple)
Spike Lee, do the right thing (right)
But she can't get enough of the piping (pipe)

I know you had enough
Of me
But stay a while, girl
I know you had enough
Of me

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OUT WEST

Yeah
(Buddah bless this beat)
Ayy

Bangin' out west (bangin'), slangin' out west (yeah)
Gold metallic knife, I can shank you out west (yeah)
I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec (on it)
I just put my cum in her pussy, now it's wet

I used to jump off the back of the bus (yeah)
Now I jump off of a jet (yeah)
I used to tell the lil' baby, "This us,"
Then I got over the shit
I used to like her, but now that I love her
The way she was drankin' my spit
Your bitch cheatin', she under my cover
We cuddle and shit

Lil' shawty say she wanna suck on the tip
I'm 'bout it, baby, I want all four of your lips (I'm 'bout it)
Ex-college girl, she can suck up a ship
I eat molly and I take this bitch on a trip
Ayy, shawty, ayy, darlin'
Ayy, baby girl, suck my private
Close your eyes, it's just me and you and nobody
Ayy, suck it sideways, if we in public or the driveway (hey)
Vibes in this bitch (woo), vibe on a jet (woo)
Five thousand bricks, ooh
She bad as it get, her mouth kick it slick
She know she got the kick
With a fire hydrant pussy (hey)

Bangin' out west (bangin'), slangin' out west (yeah)
Gold metallic knife, I can shank you out west (yeah)
I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec (on it)
I just put my cum in her pussy, now it's wet

It's up, it's stuck (yeah)
Thought you can cross the gang, what was you thinkin' of? (Gang)
Red coupe, roller coaster sound just like it does
These days, I balance all the hate out with the love
These days, I pour all of my pain out in a cup (drank)
Dreamy, that's just a side effect when you with us (gang)
Easy, the dogs is right behind me, they on edge
Believe me, we pop out in the city to collect (ooh)
Vibes in this bitch, they surprised that I lived (it's lit)
Try, can't be killed, tried nine times but I'm Stilts
Hop in the whip to hop right in the whip
I hotbox in the whip, got me (ooh)

Ayy, bangin' out west (bangin'), slangin' out west (yeah)
Gold metallic knife, I can shank you out west (yeah)
I just put a drum on a new Kel-Tec (on it)
I just put my cum in her pussy, now it's wet

I used to jump off the back of the bus (yeah)
Now I jump off of a jet (yeah)
I used to tell the lil' baby, "This us" (yeah)
Then I got over the shit (yeah)
I used to like her, but now that I love her
The way she was drankin' my spit (whoa, whoa)
Your bitch cheatin', she under my cover
We cuddle and shit

Buddah bless this beat

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WHAT TO DO?

Why did we fall that evening?
Silhouettes for the evening
You might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm

Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh) (yeah)
Don't know what to do
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh) (yeah)
Don't know what to do

I woke up on the seventeenth
Drunk as hell, you tellin' me
I was in the club, full of jealousy
Damn near caught a felony
One thing I know, two just wanna ride (uh-uh)
I did it outside (uh-uh)
I, you better go hide (uh-uh)
Put it on her feet and I glide
Step with the three like Clyde
Slide, slide
We rock the cream on the pie
But that's my better side (yeah)
I can't tell a lie (uh-uh)
This is televised (uh-uh)
You need better guys

Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Woke up on the seventeenth
With them tattoos, just is tellin' me
And them fantasies is outstandin' me
I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3
Took you, move you outside to the West
Down Southside by the 'jects
Tell me what a time, what a wreck
Never let it down, never let
Always thought T was a rex
Never thought T was a wreck
Put the ice T on your neck (neck)
When it go cold make you sweat
Never let you go, never (go, go)
Never let you go, you the best
But never let it go to your head (no)
I always got control of the
Whoa (yeah)

Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Silhouettes for the weekend
And you might just be my type
And I know just what you like but I'm

Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

F*ck the club up
Still with my dogs
Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked

Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up (uh-huh)
Don't know what to do (yeah)

Still f*cked up
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up
Still f*cked up (yeah)
Still f*cked up
Still f*cked up (yeah)

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GATTI

(AXL)
Huh?
Tired of niggas cappin' (tired of niggas cappin')
Trap House Mob
Niggas frontin' their jewels (yeah)
They ain't expectin' this one (and it's like that)

Facts, my bitch love Coco
Ooh back, baby (ooh back, baby), woo (yeah)
Let me see some
Okay, okay, okay, okay

Look, you cannot say Pop and forget the Smoke (yeah)
I'm from the floors where niggas tote
They couldn't be Crips, so they turned folks (bah)
Drivin' through the 'Ville, droppin' the choke (brr)
I gotta laugh, 'cause these niggas jokes (haha)
Just like, "Who these niggas?" (Who these niggas?)
"I don't know" (I don't know), but I'm on go (woo)
And I'm in that Bugatti, movin' two hundred (bah)
Givin' pumps, like, "Who shot ya?"
Me and Trey, that's four choppers (woo)
Man down (woo), all you see is helicopters (grr)
Paramedics pick him up, they gon' send him to the doctor
I'm in the hood like an engine, revvin' (Trey, get that nigga)
My checks is clearin' (woo, woo), your checks is pending (woo, woo)
And I got a couple gangstas, let me know (it's a fact)
If you want smoke (if you want smoke)
'Cause boy I can send 'em (boy I can send 'em)
And I got a bad bitch, ass up
Face down (face down), yeah, she love doggy style (uh-huh)
And she got a Louis bag (yeah), that hold the extendo (woo, woo)
Okay, okay (okay, okay)
Okay, okay

Facts, my bitch love Coco
Ooh back, baby (ooh back, baby), woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see it)
Okay, okay (turn around)
My bitch love Coco
Ooh back, baby (ooh back, baby), woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see it)
Okay, okay (right)

Got it jumpin out the zoo, seein' red, seein' blue (yeah)
Young La Flame, how it moves, Pop Flare how it (woo)
Bring my hands out, try to hide my face (yeah)
Duck away, she wanna lay up and hibernate
I took a chance, it's a lot to take
I took a right, ended up right away (straight up)
She need a chunk, not a piece (alright)
It cost me three for the keys (keys)
Not the work but the V
She let it twirl to the beat
I send the work, bet it reach (reach)
Wearin' pearls, expensive beads (beads)
I only hurl at my peeps (it's lit)

Cuts, diamond cuts, I done popped a blue
Two cups of the stuff, now I'm up
Coco Chanel when she tuck it
We both get a nut (na-na-na-na-na)

My bitch love Coco (haha)
Ooh back, baby (ooh back, baby), woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see it)
Okay, okay (turn around)
My bitch love Coco
Ooh back, baby (ooh back, baby), woo
Let me see some
Okay, okay (I see it)
Okay, okay (turn around)